The fact she admitted she may never do it brought a small wave of calm over his raging heart and mind. She might end up not doing it. Self defence classes, those were safe. It didn’t mean going out looking for trouble, to work along with Metro Man who he honestly hoped wouldn’t encourage her like this Six person was.
And then she mentioned Destruction Worker.
“Y-you know a m-member of the D-D-D-Doom Syndicate?” he asked, voice shaking.
She nodded, shaking a bit. “I met him before I met you. It was during a..bit of a dark time for me..I stopped him from causing trouble with words alone and somehow we became friends. I mean I stopped being his friend for a while but then he visited me here in the hospital and we talked things over and now we have a sort of friendship. He’d never hurt me, Jack,” she insisted, hand on her chest to stop her own hammering heart.
“He told me so himself.”
“He better not!” Jack said, louder than he meant to. “O-o-or I… I…” he trailed off, lamely, before looking down at his hands. “…I couldn’t protect you from him…” he admitted weakly, shutting his eyes. “I can’t s-save you from anything like h-him or, or Psycho Delic…”
Jack Maple 